After having been away at college since the start of the new year, I returned home to spend time with my family during spring break. Upon my long-awaited return to my hometown, my mother presented me with a gift. It was a late birthday gift since she could not visit me due to her hectic work schedule. The present was a Versace fragrance named Bright Crystal.
I had been thrilled when I got a call from one of my friends from college. A group of our college friends was having a mini-reunion dinner a week later, and I was invited. I had accepted the invitation in a heartbeat. It had been around five years since most of us had met one another, and it was going to be incredible getting to see them all again.
I had just returned home from my after-school football practice when my twin sister pounced on me, going off about some office event, dresses, perfumes, and shoes. Gently prying off the arms she had wrapped around me in a hug, I shushed her and went to search for my mother. She informed me that my dad was throwing an office party because he cracked a deal with some important French delegates. All four of us were supposed to attend the party.
It was the third week of February when my boss announced that we would be having a celebration party two weeks later for our company’s 15th anniversary. Everyone was pretty hyped about this since the last celebration we had had was the pre-Christmas party before our official holiday for Christmas and New Year in December. It was not long before the office hallways were filled with excited whispers of people discussing what to wear and their expectations regarding the celebration.
A college friend of mine was getting married, and I had been asked to stand in as one of the bridesmaids. I had gladly accepted the role since we were best friends during our college years. The wedding was being held in September. I had flown in for the designation wedding in Paris, France, and helped out with the wedding plans as much as I could by giving suggestions about colour schemes, tablecloth patterns, ideas about flower arrangements, and so on.
After an old friend casually commented that my wardrobe looks horrendously monotonous and dull, I was pretty disturbed. It made me reflect on my styling and choice of clothes. Unfortunately, his comments about my wardrobe were genuine. I decided that I needed to revamp my wardrobe. Sometimes, a change can be good. I reached out to another friend who made some excellent suggestions.